Ma was lowering his head and looking at the head of Lu Jubei rolling to the ground, facing the sky. After feeling Wu Nian's eyes, his body trembled slightly.

He knew that he should do something at this time, such as begging for mercy. But his lips moved for a long time, and he didn't say a word.

Isn’t it a bit ugly to kneel down and beg for mercy at this time? Moreover, even if you beg for mercy, Wu Nian may not let him go.

"I'm quite brave." Wu Nian smiled, the chill on his face dissipated, and replaced by a little warmth.

"Do you want to die here or fight with the Mongols?" Wu Nian asked.

The pressure that was almost crushing himself suddenly disappeared. Ma Zheng relaxed his whole body, raised his head, and said quickly: "I want to fight the Mongols."

"You can follow Long Qie in the future." Wu Nian nodded and pointed at Long Qie.

"I am the captain. From now on, you and I are both superiors and subordinates and brothers." Long Qi also laughed and showed kindness to Ma Zheng.

"Sir, Master." Ma Zheng did not dare to neglect and bent down with his fists.

"You go back to the barracks and control your soldiers. I will go to the city gate tower with Long Qi to deal with it overnight. If there is anything, I will talk about it tomorrow."

After Wu Nian said something to Ma Zheng, he said, "Get off the troops."

The iron-armored soldiers surrounding the military camp gathered together after receiving the order and followed Wu Nian to the north gate.

"Mr. Lu, you almost took me into the gutter." Ma was looking at Wu Nian who was leaving calmly, and the cold sweat that was finally flowing down. He looked down at Lu Jubei's head on the ground, and shook his head with a wry smile.

Separate one side?

fart!

How can a person like Wu Nian have the eyes tolerate sand? We don’t have any chance at all.

Ma Zheng now has no doubts about Wu Nian's killing of the thousand-captain of the Mongol Yuan and fighting with Wanyan Xian to a draw.

He had just faced Wu Nian and felt the pressure.

What kind of people have, what kind of momentum? Wu Nian is definitely not an ordinary person.

After a bitter smile, Ma Zheng bent down and collected Lu Jubei's body himself. He would work together and bury Lu Jubei well.

There was no more trouble after that, and the night passed quickly.

Early the next morning.

The soldiers of Chengshan Fort got up silently, cooked food silently, and then stayed in their own houses, and no one dared to go out.

Beishan Fort is not far from Chengshan Fort, and military households have heard of Wu Nian's reputation.

They all have a good impression of Wu Nian, who is also from a military family. But after all, Chengshanbao is an enemy of Wu Nian these days.

Now that Wu Nian has occupied Chengshan Fort, the military households are a little afraid.

A house in Chengshan Fort is located in a medium-level house.

Yan Shan was playing with a big knife in the yard. He is fifty-six years old this year, with silver hair and body worse than before, but his sword skills are getting better and better.

It is precisely the older you get, the more demonic you become.

He is a retired veteran and has great prestige in Chengshan Fort. Especially now that the official in Chengshan Fort has escaped.

During the years when Lu Jubei and Ma Zheng occupied Chengshan Fort, they would ask Yan Shan’s opinions if they had any problems.

Yan Shan felt that Wu Nian might send someone to find him.

He was a little expectant of this. He was a soldier who had been a lifetime ago. When he was old, he watched the Mongols head south and occupy Liaodong.

The entire Liaodong generals surrendered, but only Wu Nian did not surrender.

If you don’t say anything else, just make this point. This kid is a hero. If you can help this kid, it will definitely feel good.

"Dongdongdongdongdong." Yan Shan had just finished his sword technique and had not had time to rest. The rapid knock on the door started.

Yan Shan waved his hand and signaled that the family members would go back to the house. He turned around, opened the door, and saw a soldier.

A good soldier in iron armor.

"But Yan Shan, Mr. Yan?" The iron armored soldier asked politely with his fists.

"It's me." Yan Shan nodded.

"I am General Wu's soldier. He sent me to invite you to the Hundred Houses." The iron-armored soldier simply explained his purpose.

"Okay. Wait for me to clean up." Yan Shan smiled on his old face, nodded at the iron armored soldier, and went back to the house. When he came out, he put on a half-old battle jacket.

, The steel knife hangs around the waist, feeling energetic.

Not long after, Yan Shan and the Iron Armored Soldiers entered the main hall of Baihu Yamen. Before the Iron Armored Soldiers entered, Yan Shan walked in with his head held high and his chest held high.

Yan Shan glanced at him and there were more than a dozen people sitting in the main hall. He didn't know three, one was Ma Zheng, and the others were his old brothers.

The prestigious old military household in Chengshan Fort.

"Meet General Wu." Yan Shan raised his head and looked at Wu Nian sitting in the main seat, his eyes a little stunning. Although he knew that Wu Nian was very young, he didn't expect that he would be so young, he was only in his early twenties.

What a hero who is a boy.

"Mr. Yan." Wu Nian was quite polite in the face of the old military clan. He stood up and hugged his fists, then asked the other party to sit down.

"All people are here. I'll just say it." Wu Nian raised his head and looked at everyone, and then introduced first: "Ma Zheng won't say much. This is Long Qi, my lieutenant, with a thousand people, bringing him a thousand people.

He will be responsible for the defense of Chengshan Fort in the future."

"This is Cao Ding, Mr. Cao. He is responsible for civil affairs."

"Beishan Fort, Chengshan Fort, Tiancheng Fort. I will use these three hundred households as the foundation to fight against the Mongolian Yuan. The ultimate goal is to expel the Tartars and restore Liaodong."

"From the future, there will be no military households, but the difference between private households. There are only civil households. For the fertile land outside Chengshan Fort, those officials have all escaped, their fields will naturally not be abandoned. I will make the decision. I will give it to you.

The original military household in Chengshan Fort. After the spring begins, you can reclaim the land and farm."

"In addition, there will be some reconstruction in the castle, and there will be 15,000 people outside the city who will migrate in. There will be some chaos at the beginning, but I promise to settle down soon."

"All old gentlemen are old military households and are prestigious people in the fort. I hope you can help me and stabilize the people's hearts."

Wu Nian did not induce him, but just stood up and bowed with his fists. He didn't bring anything else, but only had one heart and one sincerity.

The old military households are all mature and guessed the reason why Wu Nian looked for them, and they had long been mentally prepared.

Let’s talk about it.

Wu Nian is very sincere and sharing fertile land is beneficial to their military households.

Those who are officials have left, so the fields cannot be abandoned.

Isn't it?

Finally, some old military households were very hostile to the Mongolian Yuan people, such as Yan Shan.

Yan Shan took a deep breath, stood up, hugged Wu Nian, and said loudly: "I have no choice."

"I have no choice but to do so." Seeing this, the other old military households stood up and said seriously.

"Thank you all." Wu Nian was still very sincere and thanked her with fists.

Ma Zheng looked around and felt very emotional. Lu Jubei spent a lot of energy to win over these old military households.

But Wu Nian only used a few words.

This person is indeed different from others.

Lu Jubei was just a juren, while Wu Nian was a real general and had great prestige.

It was easy for him to rule into a mountain fort.
Chapter completed!